Strangers I Met Along The Way~

Aren't strangers lovely? 

These are the people I met during my trip in Flores. They are so lovely and most of them are friendly. I fell in love with them and wondering what kind of life they lived back there in spite of all kinds of perceptions about the first impression. On the journey, stranger become family and the road is your shelter. I see that punk kid I try to avoid everyday. In the journey, they becoming your friend. Somehow you know that you are connected under the same circumstances. We are like a walking news which brought together to share both life experiences and to give colours in the different perspectives and from the crooked angle view of life. On the journey, we are detached from every attribute of life along with they class status given to us by the society and eventually dissolve in unite, the unity of a soul. I fell in love and have left pieces of my heart in every places I stopped by, in every people I met, in every sunrises and sunsets, and in every star that shines.

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"I fell in love regularly, with each person whom passes me in the streets, or who sits beside me on the bus. 

Not in the romantic way; No, we hardly even speak a word to each other.

But I sit, quietly observing all of their  body language and all of their expressions. Their smiles, and gestures; the way they lift their coffee, or smile as they read that new text message, or count the change in their hands.

I watch vigilantly, tracking the manners and movements, and appreciating all that these people are.

I spend some time thinking about their families and lives, and the life they lead. I consider what they might do for work, and what they want to school for.

When they woke up that morning, and how they did their hair.

I study the details of these people, that may otherwise go unnoticed. Researching each of them, noticing our similarities and rejoicing in the beauty of human nature."

"Seneng banget Pak sama orang-orang disini ramah-ramah banget. Sekalinya ketemu di jalan pasti senyum atau berenti untuk salaman. Beda banget sama di Jakarta, individualitasnya kenceng banget"
"Pada daerah rantawan, egoistis yang dibawa"
-Pak Hansel, Wae Rebo

"I travel to India, it was really nice there. This is my first time in Indonesia, we went to Bali and then Gili and then we're now at Flores. After that we're going to Surabaya and Jogja to see the Borobudur temple. And what about you? Are your parent so rich or what that you could go here?"

"We're from America, but we live in Britain... Are you Japanese?" 

Seen across the street, wearing shirt with their names on the back.
"Putri! Ine! foto doong!" They run shyly.

"Bukit Cinta itu tempat cinta-cintaan. Makanya namanya bukit cinta"